She took a deep breath and let it out with a soft sigh. ‘Would you like it if I took my shirt off? You could see my breasts much better that way, co...ldn’t you?’ Bobby stared at her and nodded slowly. He was having trouble breathing and talking was next to impossible. ‘All right, I’ll take my shirt off, but I think I’d like to get you naked first,’ Paulette said. Her hands went to the waist of his jeans, undid them then peeled them down. His swollen cock tented his jockey shorts. Paulette licked. I thought I saw some machines down in the stairwell at the end.”Roger nodded. “Sprite or something.”“That’s fine.”He grabbed his wallet and what passed for an ice bucket and left the room. A couple of minutes later he was back, carrying some Sprite cans in the bucket. “Sorry, the ice machine is busted.” He looked around the room. Amanda had brought a couple of plastic-wrapped cups out of the bathroom and was in the process of turning down the covers on the bed.“That’s alright.” She came back. My finger was joined with another as I shoved it in and out of your pussy and pressed you against the iron anvil. Using my fingers I opened your hole more to allow a third finger which thrust into your sopping pussy. I felt the muscles of your pussy spasm and knew that you came. All the time you squealed with the pleasure and called out your encouragement and pleasure. ‘Yes! Yesss!!’ ‘Oh that is good.’ ‘I need it!’ ‘It’s been too long.’ My cock throbbed against your body and I turned you and. It was pink. I ran my hand over the base and up the sides. I’d never had one used on me. Oh my, was my mind racing! All I’d had in my tight bum was a finger. Now I had this plug to try. It’s what they call a trainer plug; four inches long, inch and a half around and smaller at the point. How in the world will I be able to take this thing in my ass? I shrugged my shoulders. I guess that is why it's called a trainer. I put it aside and reached for the next toy. Again, I removed the paper and.